
“Those we love don’t go away; they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear.” – Unknown
Continue reading“Those we love don’t go away; they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear.” – Unknown
Continue readingThe certainty of seeing your face
When I arrived in the hidden place
Was gone forever in a split-second
Head down on the table like
You were sleeping, an eternal rest
Great sadness in the center of my chest
Those days are gone now
Pictures in storybooks
Cemented in my mind’s eye
No need to cry any longer
Your spirit is forever with me
(Photo by Suzy Hazelwood from Pexels)
Watch time move in a circle
Our concept is broken
Caught in linear perceptions
We believe death is deception
But when the lightning flashes
Our mere mortality crashes
Into storm clouds and burns
Into vibrant-colored ashes
The angel of death sits by my bedside
I stare into the vacuum of her eyes
I know for sure I’m being exiled
And she’s waiting for my demise
She comes to visit once a month
Brings me a bouquet of dead flowers
She always looks so stunned
That I’m awake at such late hours
Under my window, a clean rasping sound
The child is dying, and there’s nothing
I can do, except scream like the child
Is the child me? I wonder
Am I dying? Maybe so
The cabin room is hot
The planet is an oven
All our worst fears always
Come true, it’s true
My father taught me this
A day before he died
At his kitchen table
What comes after death?
Why of course, no one knows
When we take our last breath
Where do we all go?
We all ask this question
Religions are based upon it
There are a million suggestions
On the topic, we’re very split
Here’s a piece of horror flash fiction inspired by the tales and mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. It’s about 600 words and has an estimated reading time of 2 and a half minutes. Let me know what you think!
Continue readingSome of you may recognize this illustration – it’s one from William Blake called “Christ in the Sepulcher, Guarded by Angels.” I’m a big fan of Blake’s poetry and famously weird illustrations, so I wanted to distort one a bit with some graphic effects from Canva. I like how this turned out and I particularly like the orange hues.
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